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ON GOING
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I would like to go... Back to the old house...
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I've been waiting, I was born waiting...
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IN WHICH
Everything has changed, so all they want to do is go back to the simpler times.
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Vi x OC
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Brandy's POV~
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Then, almost suddenly, Caitlyn wipes her tears and sprints back through the building. I have never seen her with such haste, though, I haven't known her long. I can still hear her sobbing in the distance, getting quieter and quieter as she runs away.
"Cait! Wait!" I yell, scrambling to my feet and helping Vi up before we both set off to follow her.
We can see her in the near distance, sprinting through the lanes without looking back once. She runs up and out completely, back over the bridge, stumbling and tripping but never stopping. Never stopping over the bridge and through Piltover. We're behind her the whole time, never catching up to her, yelling for an explanation or something... anything.
We know it has to be something with her mother, she was likely in the council building at the time of impact. But I'm more worried about Caitlyn and how she rushes into it. Enforcers let her through with a sad look and when we get to the entrance, we're stopped.
"No, please we have to get in there!" I practically beg.
"I can't let you do that. Family members only."
"People died... didn't they?"
"I can't say."
"We can help, we know what happened." Vi explains further.
"A likely story. Now you'll have to wait like the rest of the public."
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